' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 'And Never Be Forgot(For Scarlett)
D Dónall Dempsey
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It seems I was
Stevie's poor chap
who always loved larking
& yes that was I drowning
not waving
or Breughel's Icarus
falling unnoticed into
the tiny perfect
painted waves
as the small ship's sails
billowed & set forth
life going on without me.
I either locked into those lines
or trapped forever in that painting
the light gone out
behind my eyes
unnoticed amongst
the tinsel & the laughterr
lost amongst
the cocktail chatter
as the New Year
with great gusto
is laughingly drunkenly
ushered in.
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